There are days like this

One of those mornings I guess. Amelia didn’t want her breakfast, or banana, or toast, or rice crackers and so on. Last night nectarines went well, so lets try one of those…

Of course, this morning I get fruit stuck fast to the stone. Alright, cut a small wedge and pry it off the stone with the knife. Usually works…

Of course today it comes off with a firm crunch, slips out from under my thumb, slides down the knife…

And into my coffee!

At least she ate the next slide I cut.

Categorized as Amelia

2011: Woo…

So the fireworks are done, and for tonight  so am I. Amelia is in bed, the last of the Champers (Gratien and Meyer – yes I know) is sitting in my glass, and I’m listening to the second Hitchhiker’s Guide radio play (don’t ask).

Did I learn anything in the last decade?

Change can be hard work? Duh.

I moved from academia to industry (or at least the sheltered workshop that industrial R&D departments can be). I got married, Amelia was born, I hit my mid thirties… Not exactly in that order.

But old is new again

We found some Fiji 400 print film today – who know why we have it – or if it is any good…it has been in the bottom of the cupboard for about 7-8 years. This is a great excuse to pull out my Nikon F2 and have fun. There are a couple of rolls, so I’ll put at least one through the F. I’m kind of limited in manual lenses at present – a 50mm f/2. Should be more than enough. Like lots of nostalgic guys my age, I like film (like my 70s twin and 90’s Am. Std. Strat.), but am too lazy to do much about it . The D90 rocks and since I’m mostly a snapper of kiddy pics at present, it is a perfect fit.

New Year’s day is beach day. Before the next front system moves through an ruins next week. A La-Nina is needed. But many places could do with less rain right now. For me, warm water, gentle surf and offshore mornings would be ideal. Amelia is happy in the surf at 15 months and I’d like to keep that going – if the weather would just play along.